Like A Miracle

When I hunger for air

it is always there guiding

lungs awake like a miracle.

When I thirst, water

finds my parched mouth

wet as a miracle.

 

When I long for love

it greets me from everything

natural and in the eyes

of my animals sparkling

like a miracle.

 

When life needs living

it’s there inside me, a hearth

and homestead in my heart,

even if I overlooked the miracles

of air, water, nature and

all those loving eyes.

 

J. Pratt-Walter 

4/3/2022